Medicine of Immortality "It's a cold, and it's a broken, 'Hallelujah!'"

Posted by Rick on August 31st, 2002

I’m an Elf

at Lancepaw’s Quiz Castle.
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sigh Alas, I must go west one day…

Posted by Rick on August 31st, 2002

Rachel Knows More About Theology Than I Do
I have to giggle everytime I go to Rachel’s blog and see this post. I don’t know if I have ever posted something as theological as that on my blog. I love talking about theology in real life, but I don’t feel right blogging about theology. Theology isn’t what’s on my mind normally, unless someone brings it up. If someone brings it up, I can talk about it all day. I usually think about theology in my sleep. I didn’t think about theology in my sleep last night though. I had two weird dreams. I won’t mention one (not because it’s bad). The second one was that I was living in a house on the water. I don’t mean “on the water” like my house is on the water (100 feet away). I mean literally on the water, styrofoam pillars. And it had one big room. And it was a time of war. And small helicopters (helicopters for kids) were flying in my house. And two enemy soldiers (around 12-15 yrs old) who loved Americans came to visit me. And I threw them in the water. And one couldn’t swim. So I had to jump in and save him. And I was upset because my mom was being so slow to administer CPR (My mom is a registered respiratory therapist), so I ignorantly pushed on his chest a few times, and water spurted out. Except he was no longer pubescent. He was an infant. Not old enough to walk. And he had one eye. The other eyes was flat and covered over with skin, like a large, boomerang shaped forehead. I’m glad he lived though. Anyway, theology. People are always asking me to go talk to their friends about paedobaptism, N.T. Wright, or the nature of the covenant; but you wouldn’t guess it by reading my blog. (Oh! I used that obscure rule again in the last sentence!) You also wouldn’t guess that I edit and teach grammar by reading my blog. But my blog is something like a Jamesian exercise of stream-of-consciousness.